poetry by j matthew waters

miracle of a blue moon

a sad moon waits
in the wings
the sinking sun
dissolving into
the black sea
— a passing of the torch
or the transitioning of power
from the mighty
to the mysterious
the latter making
men weep
women amassing
on the eastern horizon
bearing absolution

may two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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